American Fortune Life

While Brooklyn Dyck was at a loss, he suddenly heard a husky voice.

"Is there something to eat? Great, Brooklyn, why are you standing still? Are you hurt too? Damn it, Andy, you're so rude! I got hurt there."

The two turned their heads and saw that Marissa Miller yawned while walking in a very unfitting t-shirt. Although her walking posture was a bit awkward, she quickly moved to the table and grabbed the plate directly with her hands. The ham and toast, swallowed a few times, swallowed a glass of milk, exhaled, "I thought I would die here last night ..."

Andy rolled her eyes and greeted Brooklyn to sit down to eat. The girl seemed to think something, hummed, and sat down to start breakfast.

Marisa glanced back and forth between Andy and Brooklyn, and finally looked at Andy carefully, "Andy, are you a monster?"

Andy looked at the vacuum, and the plump spring light of the plump t-shirt was full of temptation, and gave a glaring glance, resisting her urge to correct her on the spot, and took a sandwich to silent Brooklyn. Have your breakfast! "

Marisa seemed to notice the strangeness of Brooklyn, her mouth slightly tilted, and she could not help sneering, and politely laughed: "Brooklyn, what's the matter with you? So sloppy, the" big banana "last night Did it hold up a bit? "

Andy's black line looked at Brooklyn with her cheeky face flushed, and glared at Marissa, and could not help but pat her forehead, knowing that it was bad.

Who knew that Brooklyn just gasped for a few moments, and her chest swelled a few times, and she responded gently and unceremoniously: "My mouth is not as good as yours, let alone the feeling of nausea! "

Seeing that the two were about to start a war, Andy had no choice but to knock on the glass of the goblet with the fork in his hand. What a girl should do, whoever is noisy, I'll immediately invite her for a banana breakfast. "

After the two women looked at each other strangely, they both snorted, and no one provoked the incident and started to eat breakfast.

After the three had eaten breakfast, Marissa still had no intention to change clothes. She still had a vacuum t-shirt and a small body. She had naked and long legs, and had barefoot coffee in the kitchen.

Andy looked at Brooklyn, who looked down and silent, and didn't seem to want to leave. Andy scratched his head a little, shouldn't they keep the numbers and go their separate ways? Don't these two women want to lie to me?

for money? Impossible, they will not practice themselves in this way, nor is it ***** Although he knows that both of them have a purpose, they should not make a request now, right?

Is it because they are reluctant to eat their big banana and want to get entangled with themselves after having tasted it last night? Looking at the hostile attitude of the two towards each other, wouldn't this really be the idea?

While Andy was thinking about it, Marisa Miller twisted her charming body and brought the coffee over. Seeing that Brooklyn had a cup in front of her, Andy nodded secretly, but she had a little energy.

Marissa sipped her coffee, quilted her eyes and looked at Brooklyn Dyke on the opposite side, looking at her hostility towards herself. This little **** seems to want to get caught up with Andy, and she wants to dominate the opportunity, even if she can't be because of age Andy's official girlfriend, she won't let this little **** succeed.

In Andy's eyes, no matter what these two women think, don't expect him to be fettered. Long-term **** or underground lovers can be considered.

"Oh, okay, we all had a good night last night, although it was a bit ridiculous, but our relationship can be maintained until one day you make a request to stop contacting, everyone has no opinion." An Dee knows that he can be ruthless, and he can leave without having to explain anything. After all, it is something you like. Is n’t it a little stronger for Brooklyn when he doubled FEI last night, he doesn't want to make these two women hate On yourself.

Besides, this kind of request he put forward is completely his own advantage. As for what they want from them, as long as it is within his ability, they can still help. Of course, if they ask too much, Andy can only treat her .

"I'm fine, but they love the feeling of rushing to the sky, my dear." Marissa Mei smiled back and said, rubbing on Andy's calf with her feet under the table, An Di Qiang resisted her temptation, glared at the woman who started sending SAO, and turned to look at Brooklyn Dyke.

Brooklyn Dyke looked at Marissa, and couldn't help cursing. "Slut, it's just a **** who sent QING!" He didn't dodge the look of Andy's inquiry, but said with aggrieved and shy tone: " I'm not the kind of person you think! "

"噗嗤 ~~~"

As soon as Andy wanted to speak comfortably, he heard Marissa Miller sneer sneer: "So who are you? Joan of Arc? Here is Hollywood! Salem had previously said what happened last night, Ann DeSmith, best-selling author, new billionaire, hottest topic character, young and handsome, perfect figure, which one of those little **** who want to seduce him? "

Andy frowned, watching Brooklyn Dyke's face flushed and biting his teeth as Marsha Miller's camouflage was about to be ashamed. She patted the table to stop Marissa from continuing.

"Okay! Don't make a noise, Brooklyn, I didn't respect your opinion last night ... Keke, I'm sorry, I know you're a good girl, and I said nothing else, but you are too charming , I do n’t want to lose you because of what happened last night, can you understand my mind? You said that your dream is to make a movie. Although I am not a big person in Hollywood, I am still a little connected, as a good friend, I will help you achieve your dreams as much as possible, of course, beyond my ability, I can do nothing, I hope you can understand. "

Brooklyn heard Andy's words, her eyes were reddish, her lips trembled slightly, and she seemed to be tangled. She opened her mouth and said what she wanted to say, and then turned back. Andy knew that she was still a 19-year-old girl, thin-skinned, maybe She didn't accept the vague, transaction-like relationship for a while, but Andy believed she would figure it out.

"What about you? What do I need?" Andy turned to look at Marissa who sneered and looked at Brooklyn, instead of turning around, she asked directly, after all, like Marisa Miller in the fashion circle For many years, it is simpler to point directly.

"Oh, it's not cute. It really is a genius. I really fall in love with you a little bit." Marisa used her fingers to circle around the mouth of the white porcelain coffee cup, and she was slow with a playful look. Slowly became disoriented, lost his glory, sighed with a sad smile.

"In 2001, I met Mario Testino, a well-known photographer who was surfing on the beach in California. He said that the natural breath on me made him excited and soon appeared in Fashion magazine. Group of beautiful photos with the theme of my surfing. "Looking at Marisa Miller's real smile in the open air, remembering the best time, Andy holding a coffee lightly, listening quietly, Brooklyn Dyke also calmed down, just the corner of his mouth, showing disdain for Marissa's memories.

"Hehe, at that time, I thought that I would soon become a star, gave up the ideal of becoming a teacher, and did not hesitate to join the fashion circle. I only knew when I entered, where things would be so simple, it would be so easy to become a supermodel, a star. Things, pretty face? Tall and plump figure? Oh, don't say how many qualified girls in the United States, there are countless such girls in California alone, and finally I understand what is the most important, opportunity! Only opportunity is the most important , But why should I give you the opportunity? No fame, no background, no connections, where the opportunity comes? If you want the opportunity, you should go to those who have resources, but what can you give them back for a chance? Fashion circle , Huh, those who give me a chance look at me and ca n’t wait to eat me, they are just interested in my face and body, no matter if the opportunity is given to you, you must first accompany them to play, then say, want to resist? They share Block you in minutes ... "

Marisa Miller seemed to have opened the door to memories and talked about the distress of all these years. The expression on Brooklyn Dyke's face, which was still laughing at her heart, also became dim, and she felt the same.

Andy is speechless and can only be silent. He believes that Marissa is talking in his heart, but he does not have much sympathy and pity. His mind is not 21 years the same as his age. He has already passed the **** stage. He will not even blame those who implement the QIAN rules. After all, he is also one of those who have the resources to do so, because this is reality.

Who told you want to be famous? Who makes you want to make big money? No one forces you, so don't blame for the opportunity!

Marisa peeked at Andy, who was drinking coffee silently. Her expression on her face had not changed at all, and she could not help revealing a trace of disappointment in her eyes. She could not help cursing: "Damn, why not hook!"

Brooklyn glanced at Andy's young and handsome face, and seemed to think of something. She was young, but she was not a fool. She soon understood the meaning of these words, and cursed a thoughtful thought. Targeting her own hostility, she sneered, "In order to accompany someone to sleep, it's really shameless."

Marissa smiled and said to Brooklyn, "Not everyone can be as lucky as you. You can sign up for Sports Illustrated at this age and have the opportunity to come to Hollywood to achieve your ideal. Besides, you don't have to laugh at me. I really accept the conditions of those people, and I will not be so tepid. "

"Huh, who knows!" Brooklyn sneered with her hands around her chest, ignoring how unattractive the 36C peaks and crests squeezed by her arms were.

"you----"

Marisa Miller glared annoyingly at the beautiful young face that made her jealous, and really wanted to stretch her nails and scratch it.